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I gotta go but my friend can stick around
by anna at 07:46 AM on July 22, 2005
I look at John G. Roberts, the new Supreme, and I see a baby-faced youngster. Way too young to join Clarence the Pube, Tony Soprano-Scalia, Diana Ross and that Stevens coot on the big bench.
I thought Supreme Court nominees had to sign an affidavit affirming that they spend most of their waking moments obseesing over bowel movement frequency or "bone loss." (The latter cracks me up. I always picture someone getting out of bed and tumbling to the floor, cursing the loss of their tibia overnight. Honey, do you know where I left my tibia? Did you check the kitchen table? That's where you always leave it when you're drunk. Or going to write a check only to discover that you've mislaid a critical metacarpal.)
He's young enough to have little kids. His neighbors say that is his life, just loves those damn kids. Well, that isn't good. "Listen guys, I'd love to sit around and chew the fat about whether King W has the right to detain American citizens for life without a trial or attorneys or food, and give them a periodic Emeril for good measure, but my kid's soccer practice starts in half an hour and I'm the coach. See ya!"
At 46 I'm starting to think everyone is too young to do the things they do. I see kids triumphantly producing IDs to buy beer or cigarettes and I'm thinking, now way that is real. But it has that authenticating holiogram or whatever you call it. Abdul Raman makes damn sure of that. Never know when the beer cops might send in a peach fuzz-faced young-un with a phony ID.
It's the same way with driving cars. Then again, they've been simulating driving ever since they were born on their PS-2 and X-boxes.
I have got to go take my AM shit. It is 7:40. I'm 2 minutes late.
comments (4)
How long do you think they had to take to teach the kid to dance like a organ grinder's monkey?
But ya know that if he gets on the court he's gonna be getting the coffee for quite a while. "Hey Kid, Why don't you get me a double decaf and we'll call you if we are tied."
I hope you had a hell of a shit
by Long Time Lurker at July 23, 2005 1:52 AM
I see Karl Rove pulling the strings like a puppeteer. Long after "the Architect" is dead and gone, this blank slate will still be around. Dancing like an organ grinder's monkey. See: Clarence Thomas.
by anna at July 23, 2005 8:24 AM
Anna, you're gonna ask me girl... to set you free girl... you say he wants your more than me, so I will set your free.. go with him....
...I wouldn't mind being 46 right now...
...the last time I was 46, I was in the 1800's c.e.
...I was a dog again... down in antebellum Virginia...
by lockheed at July 23, 2005 6:30 PM
Virginia doesn't have much antebellum action as far as I know.
by anna at July 24, 2005 9:33 AM